I can't go to Sinchon, I can't go even once
In case I'd run into you there
In case I'd burst into tears when I saw you
Even though my friends coax me to come drinking, I won't go
No, I can't go even if I die.
I miss the intersection with the food stall that we liked,
that we went to so often.
I miss you so much.
How could I go back
to that place where you blushed
and told me that you loved me?
Today I miss that street and cry and cry
Looks like I still really miss you
Are you crying and crying somewhere like me too?
I can't go to Sinchon because I might run into that you.
Today I miss that street and cry and cry
Looks like I still really miss you
Are you crying and crying somewhere like me too?
I can't go to Sinchon because I might run into that you.
It was good even when it was just the two of us
Our two hands covered in sweat all day
and warm kisses.
They're all still there, they still live for me.
Today I miss that street and cry and cry
Looks like I still really miss you
Are you crying and crying somewhere like me too?
I can't go to Sinchon because I might run into that you.